She died eighteen years ago this weekend,
Today I relived our last few moments again,
She so sick and in an upright hospital bed,
Me not knowing that soon she would be dead,
I got the call later there was no beat to her heart,
I went to see her lifeless body lying in the E.R.,
Funeral plans had to made and me to preach,
I presented the gospel my family to reach,
Their rejection that day cut deep to the soul,
Wounds so deep to this day I'm not whole,
We buried my Momma after Mother's day,
A grave marker selected but what to say,
A moment of inspiration came to mind,
A special quote for Momma I must find,
A quote all visitors would be able to relate,
"Momma, I will meet you at the Pearly gates."
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